Peter's Newest Predicament (Patreon)

Okie dokie everyone, here's the sequel to the previous (and only) Spiderman story I did. Hope y'all like plenty of pregnant sex, cumshots, and lesbianism cause this story's got it in droves. If you don't well you may wanna skip this one lol.

“Oh God Tiger that was amazing!” Mary Jane gasped as she slumped off his half hard cock and collapsed against the bed, “I can't believe you still had anything left!”

Peter could only chuckle and try to keep his eyes open, the exertions of fucking both his girlfriends for nearly four straight hours starting to take a toll on his health. Unsurprisingly MJ was the more insatiable of the two but Felicia was only a few degrees less insatiable. Thankfully his white haired baby mama lay in what could only be described as a sex coma on the far side of their new king sized bed. She'd insisted on sleeping in the master bedroom with Peter and Mary Jane, much to the latter's delight and instant approval. And despite the enormous amounts of fun and pleasure he'd experienced as a result part of him couldn't stop thinking about the days when balancing Spiderman and Peter Parker had been the main focus of his life. Making a concerted effort not to dwell on it too much, as he did every night, he rolled over and let sleep wrap him in its warm embrace.

The next day Peter woke up to an empty bed and quiet home. Mary Jane and Felicia were definitely 'morning people', their pregnancies and personalities making them bizarrely suited to rising early and staying up. He hadn't done any real testing of it but over the last few weeks he'd been developing a theory related to their surprisingly energetic behavior. Though his girlfriends still had to use the bathroom every fifteen minutes, complained about their swollen feet, and had the oddest cravings they never seemed to be as tired as normal pregnant women. Considering his own powers and the likelihood that they'd in some way passed on to the babies being carried by Felicia and Mary Jane it stood to reason that somehow his altered DNA was affecting both mother and child. The ultrasounds they'd gotten since their little affair started hadn't indicated anything particularly strange, just four healthy and growing children. But Peter couldn't shake the feeling that somehow his semen had turned them into the wells of boundless energy and lust that were slowly fucking him into an early grave.

Thankfully they were both at doctor's appointments conveniently set up for the same day by him so he'd have a few hours to recuperate and clean up the house before they got back. If he was lucky he might build up enough stamina to satisfy both women and still be able to do a bit of web swinging later in the evening. He knew his optimism was bordering on foolishness but that had never stopped him before. As he set about cleaning up the dishes from the previous night, his ladies demanding attention mere seconds after finishing their food, Peter quietly wondered what his life would be like after they gave birth. Mary Jane was making more money than ever from modeling and Felicia apparently had quite the fortune saved up. Something told him he was going to end up playing house husband to his two impressively well off girlfriends. To some men that might have been emasculating but for him it was actually pretty fun having both women make more money than him. He'd been able to quit his job, the normal one at least, and focus on the numerous projects that needed his attention. In theory anyways.

The echoing chime of the doorbell interrupted his cleaning only a few minutes after he started. Peter stopped halfway through wiping his dish and listened hard, trying to discern who might be at the door so early in the day. He couldn't quite make out anything past the usual noise of the suburbs save two vaguely familiar female voices. MJ and Felicia couldn't be done already without skipping their appointment altogether he tossed the dish rag over his shoulder and walked into the entryway. The moment he looked through the peephole his heart sank and he swore under his breath. Just like when Felicia had first shown up he knew it was time to face the music and get whatever was about to happen over with. Unlocking the deadbolt and turning the handle he pulled the door open and put on his best smile.

“Jennifer! Greer! What brings you to my neck of the woods?”

Standing on his front porch making for quite the sight were the famed superheroines Tigra and She Hulk. For whatever reason both were dressed in their costumes despite, or possibly because, the attention they were drawing from the neighbors. Tigra was barefoot and dressed in her plain black bikini that covered just enough of her body to keep her under the technical definition of 'clothed'. Her skin was a darker shade of orange with black striped running down her arms, back, and legs. A wild, untamed mane of reddish hair hung well past her buttocks. She Hulk was wearing her trademark silver and purple sleeveless leotard. Purple wristlets covered part of her forearm and plain white sneakers her feet. She had her dark green hair flowing as free as Tigra's and her emerald skin seemed to glow. They were both holding the swollen, baby filled bellies with both hands. Or in Tigra's case paws. Their once small breasts were nearly bursting out of their costumed and nearly every inch of their formerly toned and muscular bodies were just a little more plump and rounded. Much like MJ and Felicia they carried their pregnancies well and the added weight only enhanced their already striking feminine features.

“Cut the act Peter,” Jennifer grinned, “You know exactly why we're here.”

“As I understand it Felicia stopped by not too long ago too,” Greer added, “Sounds like you really got around back then huh?”

“Well in my defense you ladies came to me . . .”

“Yes we did. And now we're doing it again. I think we deserve a little more alone time after you left us to carry your babies.” Jennifer remarked.

Without even asking both women pushed their way into the house, gently but firmly pushing Peter aside. “Well then . . . come on in . . . I suppose.” Peter said with a weary chuckle, “Do you want anything to drink?”

“Water please.” Jennifer requested.

“Milk would be lovely.” Tigra stated.

He filled two cups with their requested drinks and walked into the living room, unsurprised to see them both sitting on the couch like they owned the place. They took their glasses with a word of thanks and consumed them in one impressive gulp. Peter was just about to offer them more when they cut him short.

“There's a lovely little house for sale across the street.” Jennifer noted.

“Yeah it belongs to the Friedbergs. I think they're moving to Florida as soon as they sell it.”

“That explains why they were so happy.”

“About what?”

“Us buying the house.” Greer said with a grin.

“You . . . you bought the house across the street?” Peter asked, his eyes widening as he connected the dots.

“Of course, did you really think we'd want our babies growing up without a daddy?”

“N-no but—”

“We both needed a new place anyways.” Jennifer interrupted, “And I doubt we'd all fit in here. Especially not after the children arrive.”

Both women smiled lovingly at their pregnant stomachs, “Right . . .” Peter sighed, “That . . . that make sense!”

“I'm glad you think so!”

“We were actually gonna surprise you sooner but Jen wanted to wait!”

“For what?”

“For Mary Jane and Felicia to leave . . .”

Peter swallowed nervously and looked from Jennifer to Greer, “Oh . . . I think I can guess why . . .”

Jennifer and Greer flashed him identical, lascivious grins, “Well you've been fucking Felicia and Mary Jane so much . . . it's only fair that we get a turn.” Jennifer said, her hands dipping below her belly to rub her naked inner thighs.

“They sound like they're having a lot of fun,” Greer remarked, her fingers slipping beneath her bikini top to grope her perky breast.

Knowing full well he wasn't getting out of it Peter rose from his seat and pulled his shirt off with a slightly wan smile. Both women moaned softly at the sight of his lean, muscled body and gasped in delight as his pants came down. Neither of them had seen his cock since he knocked her up and they'd forgotten just how big and juicy it was. If they hadn't already been aroused the sight of his hardening shaft would have done it! Throwing all pretense of seduction to the wind Tigra ripped off her top and started playing with her pert, milky nipples while She Hulk yanked her leotard aside to reveal her glistening, naked pussy. She started rubbing her swollen clit at the same time her orange haired companion squeezed her breasts hard enough to make two small streams of white dribble through her fingers. Peter watched the pair of them with a grin, his theory proving more and more true by the second. Both women had been quite frisky when he'd originally slept with them but in their current state they were almost caricatures of their former selves.

Deciding to start with She Hulk, partly out of a desire to keep her tremendous strength under control, Peter stepped towards her and fell to his knees. She opened her legs wide from him and started rubbing her clit with two fingers as leaned in. The instant his tongue touched her sensitive folds both she and Tigra gasped. Her green hand flew to his head and none too gently pulled him against her sopping pussy with an excited whimper. Peter managed a small chuckle before trailing his tongue up and down her slit with long, deliberate strokes. He couldn't quite recall what really worked for her but he correctly assumed it didn't exactly matter anymore. Anywhere he touched seemed to quiver like made while a steady trickle of juices soaked the couch and his face. Her grip weakened in direct proportion to how hungrily he licked her cunt until finally her hand disappeared from his head altogether, though the other still remained glued to her clit. While he wondered what she was doing he wasn't foolish enough to stop serving his green skinned lover for even the second it would take to find out.

Above him Tigra and She Hulk leaned towards one another, their hands sliding behind the other's back while their lips met in a hungry kiss. Tigra's fingers disappeared beneath her partner's silver leotard to grope her milk gorged breast. A little shiver of pleasure coursed through She Hulk's body and she quickly pinched one of Greer's pert little buds in response. Their tongues met in an explosion of delight while their hands constantly teased and played with their tits. Both women could feel milk streaming down their bodies and soaking the couch but neither of them paid it any heed. In fact, after a particularly juicy spray erupted from her breast She Hulk broke the kiss and wrapped her lips around Tigra's nipple instead. She was delighted to find her orange haired companion's breast milk to be just as sweet and tasty as her own. It was no doubt consequence of the sperm belonging to the man still diligently lapping away at her pussy. Reaching down to feel his tousled brown hair once more She Hulk sucked Tigra's nipple with all her might for a few more seconds before suddenly pulling back and flashing her a wild smile. Drops of breast milk and spit clung to her parted lips and she nodded hungrily at Tigra.

“Do you wanna go first? You've been waiting the longest!” She asked.

“Fuck yes!” Tigra moaned, “I've been dreaming about his cock for months!”

“Mmmm me too! I can't wait to see it inside you!”

Pulling back from She Hulk's sopping green cunt Peter smiled at their conversation as he felt flashes of MJ and Felicia's attitudes. When they were horny the women in his life looked at him as little more than a walking cock. But at least with these two they had the excuse of not being sexually satisfied for months. Felicia and Mary Jane were just insatiable, cock slobbering whores it seemed. With the eyes of both his new paramours on him Peter rose to his feet and stepped in front of Tigra. She spread her legs wide for him and moaned with barely contained lust. He grinned down at her and tore away the bikini bottom trying and failing to hide her puffy, hormone fueled pussy. The moment it was exposed both women gasped, She Hulk's hands flying down to her own cunt to start fingering herself. Peter watched the undeniably arousing sight for a moment before grabbing his dick and pressing against the outer folds of Tigra's slit. An immediate rush of sticky fluids greeted his pulsing member and he decided to pause just long enough to make her squirm. Sure enough Tigra literally started to tremble with frustration, the feel of his dick so close to her hole proving absolutely maddening. She managed to contain herself for a few seconds before finally losing control and throwing her legs around his waist.

“Oh God just fuck me Peter! I can't wait any longer! FUCK MEEEEEEEE!”

Her screaming request was stretched into a long, orgasmic moan as midway though the last word Peter slammed his entire cock inside her pussy with one powerful thrust. Tigra's entire body seemed to stiffen at once and her pussy clamped down around his dick with enough strength to make him gasp. It was a good thing he was more resilient than the average man or his dick would've been utterly destroyed by her cunt. Even with his superpowers it was still nearly more than he could handle. In an effort to save himself from the impossibly tightness of her snatch he swiftly started pulling out. Tigra's back instantly arched as a fresh wave of pleasure coursed through her spine. His hips stopped moving back when just over half his shaft had emerged from her slit. Peter took a deep breath, grinned at his partner's ecstasy soaked face, and shoved his cock back into her. Somehow moaning louder than ever Tigra head collapsed against the couch and her body went limp save for the almost comedic twitches and spasms from her first orgasm in months. 

Certain he knew what she would want had she the ability to speak Peter started fucking her wildly quivering pussy with long, smooth strokes. He savored the momentary control her had over the situation, even leaning forward to grope one of She Hulk's tits while he fucked Tigra. She responded with a delighted smile and immediately started fingering herself with even more gusto. But as she turned to look at Tigra a devious thought popped into her head. Pulling her legs onto the couch so she could kneel beside her striped lover She Hulk grabbed her limp head and pulled it against her naked chest. Like the one of the babies she'd soon give birth to Tigra's lips closed around She Hulk's green nipple without a thought and she started gently sucking milk from her tit. Thrilled by the eroticisim of the whole affair She Hulk leaned over as much as she could and stuck her ass out, one hand gripping the back of the couch for stability while the other reached between her trembling legs to resume playing with her swollen clit. Peter started fucking Tigra a little harder as her climax slowly began to subside and her inherent lewdness returned with a vengeance.

If they'd been a little less preoccupied or perhaps not quite as noisy they might have heard the sound of a key sliding into the lock and the front door open. Mary Jane and Felicia stepped inside the house and froze mid stride as the unusual coupling in the living hit them like a ton of bricks. Nobody had noticed them yet and they stared for almost five seconds straight before slowly turning to look at each other with identical smiles. Dropping the purses to the floor both women undressed as fast as their pregnant bodies would allow, stripping down in full view of the street. Only once they were as naked as the day they were born did they shut the door and rush into the living room to join the fun. Peter noticed a flash of red out of the corner of his eye before Mary Jane was upon them.

“Thought you could sneak in a little morning fun without us tiger?” She cooed in his ear.

“Mary Jane!” He gasped, “I didn't—”

“Don't you dare stop fucking her!” She moaned, grabbing his hand and sliding it between her legs, “You know how wet I get seeing you fuck other women!”

“A-alright! But what about Felicia . . .”

Peter looked at She Hulk to see his white haired lover squatting behind her, her face buried in her green ass and her hands furiously rubbing her pussy. With his question answered and nothing else to do Peter started fucking Tigra harder and faster than ever. Mary Jane remained behind him as he thrusted endlessly into her cunt. She moaned sweet nothings into his ear, grinded against his fingers, and planted soft kisses all across his neck and shoulders. It never ceased to amaze him how turned on she got from watching him have sex with someone. There were times, this one included, where he wondered if she liked watching more than having sex. Fortunately for his ego he didn't have much time to muse as Tigra's writhing body demanded the majority of his attention. Every thrust of his cock only seemed ot make her want him more and the closer he came to his own limit the harder her pussy seemed to tighten around him. And with Mary Jane's slick pussy gripping sucking his fingers deeper and deeper inside he was almost literally surrounded by the kind of stimuli that left most men unable to function.

He managed to fuck her for another few minutes before everything finally proved too much for him to handle. His groans were drowned out by his four wild and horny girlfriends but none of them missed the way he buried his cock inside her cunt and suddenly tensed. Tigra's whimpers took on an even more fevered pitch as cum rushed into her pussy like it had all those months ago. Though Peter had blown his load several times that day alone he still managed to produce a frankly astonishing volume of spunk  to unload inside her pussy. It filled the entirety of her quivering hole and started gushing out onto the couch within seconds. Every new burst made Tigra tighten and gasp, her tight little cunt milking every last drop he had. When he finally finished and started to pull out Peter felt several pounds lighter and despite everything a little pleased with himself. Tigra was barely able to look at him through her fluttering eyes and her body was so limp she might've been mistaken for unconscious had it not been for the moans.

For one beautiful moment he was allowed to pause and catch his breath, but the libidos of the women around him wouldn't allow for anything more, “Come on Peter, it's time to fuck this tight little ass!” Felicia panted.

At first he assumed she was talking about her own but when he looked to Black Cat he was surprised to see her spanking She Hulk's toned buttocks and licking her lips. As he stepped away from Tigra Mary Jane promptly moved in and pressed her lips to the superheroine's cum filled cunt. Loud, indecent sucking sounds filled the living room while she messily slurped up his jizz. He barely even glanced at his fiance, his attention focused on satisfying She Hulk as quickly and efficiently as possible. Felicia moved out of the way and he was treated to the pleasing sight of her tightly puckered backdoor winking and pulsing at him. Lipstick marks and spit surrounded her hole and it was clear from She Hulk's eager expression there was nowhere she wanted his dick more than inside her ass. Eager to oblige her before she took matters into her own hands Peter stepped behind her and pressed his dick against her exit turned entrance. Initially it resisted his attempts to slip inside but the work done by Felicia's tongue and his cum and pussy juice soaked cock finally won out and his pushed his way into her ass.

She Hulk squealed liked a teenage girl seeing her favorite boy band and threw her head back in sheer ecstasy. Though caught off guard by her surprising reaction to getting fucked in the ass Peter didn't waste any time fucking her. The tightness of her inner walls and the way her body trembled was unlike any of the other three he'd slept with. His cock didn't move quite as easily inside her but the resistance only made both of them groan and pant harder. Each time his hips smacked gently against her buttocks She Hulk would let out a moan that was somehow equal parts timid whimper and ecstatic scream. The one and only time they'd fucked it had been all vaginal, obviously, and Peter hadn't any idea how much of an anal slut she was. Somehow Felicia had know just by looking at her and now that he was actually fucking her ass he couldn't imagine ever using her pussy again. His still sensitive cock was already starting to throb wildly thanks to her impossibly tight hole. Though he couldn't blow his load too quickly Peter wasn't able to keep up with her breath taking strength or the constant waves of pleasure surging through his sore and delirious body.

“Oh fuck!” Peter groaned.

“D-don't you dare stop!” She Hulk moaned, his wild thrusts making her voice quaver and break, “I'm s-so close!”

Knowing he wasn't going to hurt her Peter grabbed She Hulk's waist and pounded her tight little ass with every ounce of strength he had. His hips and balls collided with her glistening flesh so fast and so hard the echoing smacks nearly drowned out all other sound. Mary Jane, Tigra, and Felicia couldn't help but watch enviously as she was fucked so hard she completely lost her voice. MJ and Felicia, spurred on by Peter's ferocity and She Hulk's moaning countenance, turned their attention towards Tigra with a wild gleam in their eyes. They each wrapped their lips around her milky splattered tits and started sucking with all their might while burying two fingers apiece inside her slick cunt. Soon the sound of Tigra's moans filled the house, much to She Hulk's delight. Her ass tightened around Peter's cock as she started to shake with the unmistakable pleasure of an orgasm. Every inch of her body quivered and her arms struggled to support her as his cock glided in and out of her hole. Each wild thrust made his sack slap wetly against her pussy to send another jolt of pleasure rippling through her body. She was dimly aware of his cock throbbing harder and more frequently inside her ass but her fragmented mind couldn't quite draw the conclusion fast enough.

But when Peter let out one final groan and buried his dick up to the hilt inside her ass she knew what was coming next and her screams nearly doubled in volume. A thick load of spunk poured into her ass with a speed and quantity seemingly undiminished by his earlier climaxes. Just as it had the last time she'd fucked him his cum filled every nook and cranny of her hole in an instant. It swirled around inside her like a hurricane, the sensation momentarily leaving her breathless and light headed. Load after load gushed into her ass and eventually started to spill out of her wrecked hole. The harder her body quivered the more spunk trickled out of her trembling asshole and the more Peter emptied his balls into her. By the time he was done She Hulk's inner thighs were coated with long, gooey strands of his cum and her cunt was hidden beneath a torrid mixture of jizz and pussy juice. She barely felt him pull out between bursts of toe curling ecstasy, her only indication coming when his enlarged tip momentarily tugged against the edges of her once tight hole before finally vanished. The moment he was finished with She Hulk the other girls moved in for their chance to ride his cock.

“Wow tiger, that's a hell of a load! Think you got enough left for me?”

“Hey I'm next!” Felicia protested, “I've been waiting forever!”

“Who said I was done?” She Hulk asked, “Maybe I want another go!”

“What about me?” Tigra interjected, “I barely got any!”

They started to argue with increasingly heated responses for several minutes, never let Peter getting a word in, until suddenly and out of nowhere find a solution. Had it not been a plan to categorically drain him of every drop of semen and energy he had left he might have been amused by their oddly clever solution. And of course the moment it was decided they turned towards him like a pack of feral animals. For the rest of the night he fucked his four baby mamas in every position their swollen bellies would allow, often with the others 'helping' in whatever way got them off the most. Sometimes they'd focus on each other and give him a thrillingly erotic show, other times they even got up to get food and drinks for everyone. But no matter what happened around him Peter never stopped fucking at least one of them. His cock plunged in and out of every hole available more times than he could count and no matter how many times he came there was always another ass, pussy, or mouth wrapped around his dick before he could go soft. 

As the night wore on his higher brain functions began to fail and he was reduced to little more than a walking dick for his partners' enjoyment. It was only when the first rays of the morning sun crested the horizon that he even realized they'd somehow ended up back in the bedroom. He looked around the thoroughly trashed room while fucking Felicia's tight ass and wondered just how long he could keep this up. Thankfully after a few more thrusts she slid off his dick and collapsed against She Hulk's legs with an echoing whimper. Everyone except MJ lay in a moaning, naked heap on the bed. A constant stream of moans, whimpers, and half finished sentences made it impossible to tell who was awake but so long as they weren't actively demanding to be fucked he couldn't care less. Pushing them to the side enough to find a small patch of relatively unsoiled bed to sleep on Peter slumped onto his back and sighed. His eyes hadn't been closed two seconds before the sound of light footfalls shattered any notion of resting.

He looked at the door to see Mary Jane enter holding a tray of breakfast foods, “I thought you could use something to eat!”

“You're a lifesaver . . .” Peter muttered, “Are you gonna—”

“I can wait until you've eaten. Watching you fuck three different girls all night made me cum plenty.”

“That's good, I'm glad . . . And I'm sorry about all this.”

“About what? Knocking up Felicia, Tigra, and She Hulk?”

“Yeah . . .”

MJ laughed as she pulled a nearby chair up to the bed and sat down, “What about my reaction made you think I was bothered by it?”

“Nothing . . . but I just wanted to say something. I never cheated on you.”

“Oh really?”

Peter took a bite of the toast offered to him and nodded, “It was during that break you wanted to take that all this happened. I was lonely . . .”

“I know tiger, I was too. That's how you got me pregnant remember?”

“Of course,” Peter grinned up at her, “So you're really okay with this?”

“Absolutely. I'm having so much fun! Do you think you're gonna make until we all give birth?”

“I have no idea. At this rate I doubt it.”

“Hmmm, maybe we'll work out a proper schedule so you don't get too exhausted.”

“That'd be nice . . .”

A comfortable silence spread between them as Mary Jane contemplated what to do next while slowly feeding Peter his breakfast “So . . .” she said after a while, “How many other girls did you knock up?”